Invisible razor blades relentlessly assault helpless mucous membranes,
crying out for mercy in tiny trickles of blood.
Calloused skin cracks under the constant pounding of every step,
as tear starved eyes strain under the abrasive salt and sand.
Sun-bleached backpacks scattered throughout camp mourn the past of vibrant colors,
while Brunettes transcend the boundary of Blonde.
The Sun shows no pity, and takes no prisoners.